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They've disappeared so well, I barely remember why I had so many in the first place. Our pack will soon be perfect, and I'll have no regrets no matter what comes. I'm only sorry I put the guys through so much while I worked to get my head on straight, and I'll always be grateful they gave me the space to do that.
Something we're doing for Aurora as well. She deserves that time to come to terms with her decision. It was a huge one. And it's one I plan to work my ass of to make sure she never regrets.
First, I'm going to make sure she and her father and Rose are safe from all these assholes, and then I'm going to leave the townsfolk to their petty feuds and focus on the world outside of this town. This is our safe place, but others aren't so fortunate and meeting Aurora and the others have proven that more than anything else in my life. Especially as we've helped her father heal.
It kills me every time I hear him sobbing with Aurora whispering to him in her comforting tone. I wonder if she'll have her own nightmares once he's gone and she can focus on herself again. If she does, we'll be right there to wrap around her.
Callan is being so fucking particular about the damn ceremony. It's taking forever for him to plan. He claims he needs help, but when we offer ideas and solutions, he gets all butthurt and claims fireworks are a terrible idea.
Fireworks are never a terrible idea.
Which is why I have my own plans for this ceremony that he doesn't need to know about. Trix helped me, and it's going to be fucking awesome.
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AURORA
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ONE MORE DAY AND I'M going to be bonded to a pack.
The OCP is not invited, though they were informed. Fuckers. If it's the last thing I do on this earth, I'm going to take them down.
But that's a fight and a problem for another day. My dad leaves the day after the ceremony, his injuries finally healed enough for travel. As much as I'm going to miss him, his guilt is worse when he's around me. I think we need space for us both to heal. He refuses to believe I don't hold anything against him for my childhood. And maybe there's some resentment buried deep, but that's an ugly part of me that is illogical and mean and traumatized.
We'll be heading out to visit him in a matter of a few months, and we'll be able to talk plenty through some secure phones and emails the packs' tech friend set up for us. A couple other omegas are going with him, the papers the OFF worked on not going to waste.
Robin is glad I'm staying to continue the fight. She and I are working on some new plans that hopefully will get the people's attention so the government has no choice but to listen. We'll keep fighting until they do.
I lay out beneath the stars in the backyard, needing a breather from the chaos inside. I'm used to being on my own, so there's definitely been and will continue to be a learning curve as I grow accustomed to near constant company. If anyone has kids, we're going to need to move, though I think all of us are a long way from there. I'm not sure if I will ever be ready for that.
Callan wanders out and lays down next to me, saying nothing, but his mere presence soothes me. The first night I really got to know him, we spent wandering beneath these same stars. That night was when everything changed. And here I am again, on the brink of another.
"Having second thoughts? Callan asks.
I shake my head. “No. You?"
“Never."
I grin over at him as our hands find each other, fingers threading together.
One by one, the others join us, each member of our pack. Only my father remains inside, already asleep in his room. And everything is perfect, with these amazing fucking people surrounding me.
